These are obvious lessons, but they’re ones I find myself continually learning as I continue on my writerly walk:
There is no finish line.
There is no such thing as “making it.”
There will always be challenges.
For me, there will always be fear. Fear of failure, fear of the unknown. Fear of trying something new (and failing). Fear of rejection.
I will always need to face my fears and overcome them.
I will always be a perfectionist.
I will always be more sensitive than most people and care more than I should.
I will always need to remind myself to relax, to smile, to laugh, to breathe.
The above statements are facts. I sometimes have trouble admitting or accepting them, but facts they remain.
It’s how I’m wired.